“Perfect.” Victory groaned in exasperation. “Is there going to be an arrest?”
“I asked the cops to stay on the lookout since MacClellan implicated her,” Max said, “but once he shut up, they decided there wasn’t enough evidence. Never mind that the whole council heard what she said to him.”
“So no arrest warrant?” Daliana said.
“Nope.”
“But you do believe that Fabbri set up the attacks?” The elven woman’s green eyes flashed in fury. Victory didn’t want to know what she’d seen in the ER to rouse her this much.
“Hell, yeah,” Max said. “MacClellan didn’t strike me as the type to be imaginative enough to pin this on anyone else. The bastard is proud of what he did.”
Victory resisted her immediate urge to go on the hunt. “So what do we do now?”
The three stared at each other. Max spoke up
